Five Avocado

I gripped the Haas in my hand this evening at the grocery store. I had already settled upon chicken tostadas. The only question remaining was the guacamole. The avocados looked large, but fairly sketchy. Fortunately, I found five firm fatty fruit, and decided to make a go of it.

Five large Haas avocados is really the ideal number. It makes the perfect batch, as it, in fact, did. The tostadas were good after a long hot weekend of working in the sun. The ice-cold Coronas with little wedges of lime paired perfectly with the meal.

Unfortunately, what I forgot, was the potent potential posed by the green guac. Guacamole flatulence is, perhaps, the most lethal gas produced by the human body, and I am stewing in it here at my desk. Even my dog, who sits by my chair each night as I post, has fled the room.